Lean On Me - Sequel to Proud To Be

In Athena Black's sixth year, she faces so much more things since previous years. With her father an escaped convict of Azkaban, and her godfather a werewolf, it brings much more trouble than you'd think. So when things start to get rough, her long time best friend and boyfriend, Fred Weasley, is more than willing to be there, so she can lean on him if in need.

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Athena's POV

"Ready Harry?" I asked him as it started to draw nearer and nearer to the third task.

"As I'll ever be," he smiled. "I guess we'll know next week," he told me.

"I guess. Just don't get hurt, I want you in one piece by the end of this." I smiled.

"Well, I'll try." He grinned.

"Love to stay and chat, but looks like Fred's getting a little impatient." I smiles and pointed to my boyfriend, waiting patiently for me by the inside of the portrait of the fat lady.

"Alright, see you later." He smiled and waved as I left. I passed Ginny and waved, before making another detour to go and talk to her.

"Hey, Gin." I smiled.

"Hey, trying to annoy Fred again?" She asked. With a small nod, I smiled.

"You know me so well,"

I must've stood and talked to her for a good ten minutes before Fred stormed over, exasperated.

"Would you care to join me, or not?"

"Well I'd love to, but I'm in the middle of a wonderful conversation with your sister, here." I smiled.

"Oh come on, you were the one who wanted to go in the first place."

"Oh fine, let's go. Bye, Ginny." I smiled and took his hand, letting him lead me out of the common room. "You know I love you," I said, reaching up and brushing my thumb over his cheek.

"Mhm,"

"Oh come on," I rolled my eyes, standing on my tippy toes and resting my forehead on his.

"Not much you can do anyway, shorty." He teased and I smacked him on the chest.

"That's mean," I pouted. He laughed and kissed me, and I pulled him closer to me. I held him there for a moment and I felt so happy just to be able to hold him.

"I love you," he muttered against my mouth and I laughed.

"That tickled, but I love you too." I said, still not moving my mouth from his.

"Oh look, Weasley scored himself a girl. That's a shock," I heard the voice that I've grown almost too familiar with.

"Oh shove it, Malfoy," I spat.

"Well I'm just saying, I thought he was too poor to get-"

"Oh yeah? And what have you got? Your right hand? Why don't you think before you open your mouth, and ask your father to buy you some better insults," I hissed, grabbing Fred's arm tightly and pulling him in the opposite direction as fast as I could.

"Brilliant, you are."

"He makes me so angry! First Harry, then Remus, and you too? He makes me want to do more than tell him off," I fumed, still gripping his arm tighter than I thought I was.

"Okay, yes I get it, now please let go." He said, motioning to my hand.

"Oh! Oh my gosh, I'm sorry," I said, exasperated. "I'm so sorry," I said, kissing him softly.

"It's alright, it's alright, and... Thank you," he said, sheepishly.

"Don't thank me, I was more than glad to tell that little prat off, and nobody insults you but me," I said the last part softly and smiled at him.

"Well, lucky I'd be glad to let you insult me," he laughed and kissed me. "Now what, are you just going to go back to your knitting?"

I scrunched up my nose in distaste. "Knitting? Do you even know me"

"Sometimes I wonder," he started and I stared at him. "Joking, only joking." He said quickly.

"Good, now let's go on that walk we were supposed to be on," I said and we began to make our way around the grounds, hands swing back and forth. "I'm really worried about Harry," I said quietly.

"Don't be, he's gonna be alright. He is Harry Potter, after all." He smiled.

"I know... but... I promised dad I wouldn't let anything happen to him,"

"Well that was a downright stupid promise now wasn't it? With you-know-who always after him and something or someone nearly always trying to kill him and all,"

"Well I said I'd try. He's the closest I have to a brother," I said shortly.

"I know, but don't get yourself hurt in means of trying to protect him," Fred said, pulling me closer into his side.

"Right," I said and leaned my head on his shoulder.

"Mum wants you to stay at The Burrow this summer," he said randomly after a few moments silence.

"Really? I haven't gotten annoying yet?"

"You? Annoying? Don't be foolish, Mum and Dad love you. They think I can pick up on some of your brains, I'd assume."

"You know, sometimes I wonder why I wasn't in Ravenclaw. Or I wonder what would happen if I had've been placed in a different house. Everything would have been so much different than it is now,"

"Not really, I mean look at Percy and his girlfriend. They're in different houses and they still got on fine,"

"Yes, but they were both Prefects. And I'm sure that if I happened to be a Slytherin you'd want nothing to do with me," I laughed the tiniest bit.

"I'm almost positive that isn't true. You'd be the most bearable Slytherin there is," he smiled.

"Mhm, sure." I muttered, looking down at our feet, moving in sync. "I just don't like to imagine what it'd be like if things were different. I mean, in a different situation, you'd never get the girl," I smiled.

"Oh I don't think so. I'd find a way." He leaned down and kissed me, and I couldn't help but hold him there for a moment.

"Please don't leave. Ever." I breathed once I let him go.

"Wouldn't dream of it,"

"Good," I paused. "Do me another favour?" I asked.

"Anything," he smiled.

"Don't do anything stupid to get yourself taken away from me, either." I grinned.

"I don't plan on it, but you never know," he said, pressing his lips to mine.

"Great. Now let's go back up to the castle. If I'm lucky I'll catch Malfoy again. Maybe this time I'll get the chance to hit him," I smirked and began to run back towards the Entrance Hall of the castle.

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